Han Baiyi looked calmly at Tallulah and the sword in front of him.
This time it was calm, not to show off, but even if her sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from her, Tallulah really couldn't hurt herself.
Now Tallulah, one of the curved dragon horns on her head has been broken, her clothes are in shreds, and she is covered in blood. She looks very miserable, as if she has experienced a great battle.
You can vaguely see the surface Source Stone under her clothes.
At the same time, Han Baiyi also noticed that the clothes on her thighs seemed to be looser than the last time they met. There were several fist-sized burns on the upper and lower clothes, as if she had been burned by something.
After listening to Han Baiyi's words, the blade of the sword in Tallulah's hand slightly dug into his skin.
"Ahem, let them go."
Her voice was slightly weak, but still firm.
"The Chernobog plan was planned by me."
"I'll go with you."
Han Baiyi looked down at the petite Tallulah with a smile on his face, without any panic.
"When did I say...let you go?"
The pupils in Tallulah's eyes shrank and formed into slits. The long sword pointed straight at Han Baiyi blurred for a moment. Before her eardrums had time to receive the vibration of the air, her vision was filled with a white light, and the sword blade tore in mid-air.
Create a winding vacuum channel.
boom---
The sonic boom sounded belatedly.
Then came the violent light and heat.
It was just a simple sword fall, but it actually set off a violent impact like a hurricane on the high throne platform.
With just one sword, the majestic Origin Stone can wrap around the air that fluctuates like flowing water and extend straight, tearing apart from the highest point of the throne platform, shattering and bursting the steel bars and cement kneaded by the ruins, and then extending to several places.
Ten to hundreds of meters away.
Although he had suffered such serious injuries, the sword he struck out was still so shocking that even the earth seemed to be shaking under the sword.
The sinners locked in golden cages in the audience almost cheered.
Only Tallulah, who was wielding the sword, looked stunned.
Soon, the strong wind howled and dissipated, and the dust and ashes kicked up on the platform also drifted away.
To the astonishment of everyone in the audience, Han Baiyi still stood where he was, and even the cheers that had just started suddenly stopped.
His expression remained calm, as if he was just standing there, not even moving.
Tallulah, who was standing nearby, lowered her head slightly in disbelief.
I saw Han Baiyi extending two fingers from his right hand.
The index finger and thumb rested on the edge of the sword up and down. The slender and long fingers did not give people a sense of strength, but instead looked particularly weak. Han Baiyi's calm eyes met Tallulah's face that gradually became frightened.
There seemed to be a gentle smile in his eyes, and even his voice seemed to make people melt into it.
"Feel sorry."
"You don't need two people on the throne."
Before Tallulah could speak, she felt a huge impact suddenly coming from her abdomen. The speed was so hard that even her nerves could not react to this powerful and heavy blow. Only her head that hung down through the lever principle could
Through the dynamic vision of layers being torn apart due to the ultra-high speed, I could barely capture his kick.
The wind roared in his ears at a high speed, and the sword he held tightly in his hand broke without knowing when.
All the sensations in my body seemed to be floating to the sky.
Even the originally clear vision became extremely blurry.
Accompanied by a huge rock explosion, a line of dust and smoke extending straight for tens of meters in the crowd blew away, almost penetrating half of the crowd.
The 'sinners' who had just cheered unconsciously were now sweating uncontrollably on their foreheads and backs.
Han Baiyi raised his eyes slightly to observe - this time he controlled his strength very carefully, trying not to accidentally injure other infected people.
Of course he had long sensed Tallulah's presence.
Not only Tallulah, but also the Frost Star was lurking not far away, and he could feel it with his spirit.
Han Baiyi would put Talulah so close to him just to show off his strength.
The reason why things are so troublesome, including pretense, prestige and fighting, is mainly because if Han Baiyi wants to complete the task, he will definitely need a lot of free labor force with sufficient strength.
The 'criminals' in front of us are good candidates.
But they will not be driven by him obediently.
Therefore, only by showing strong enough strength and imprinting a deep enough memory can he later easily take advantage of these guys who went crazy in Chernobog.
It has to be said that Han Baiyi took great pains in order to make a strong enough first impression on this group of 'sinners'.
"Ahem..."
Tallulah, who was dragged along the ground for tens of meters by the huge force, struggled to support the ground with her arms, which caused a wound on her abdomen and caused her to vomit out a large mouthful of blood.
He was holding a broken sword in his right hand and coughing uncontrollably.
If she hadn't instinctively used the Origin Stone to protect her body when she landed, she might not even be able to wear this outfit.
Only those firm eyes were still staring in Han Baiyi's direction.
The sinners around were all moved, but they remained silent in this empty atmosphere of silence.
Unconsciously, the fear of death that Han Baiyi had imprinted in their hearts with his absolute strength had quietly outweighed this feeling of gratitude.
Crowds are always brave and cowardly.
Han Baiyi didn't hate this cowardice, it would save him from killing a few free workers.
With one step of his foot, his entire body flashed in front of Tallulah.
In the middle of many prisons.
It was only then that the criminals who had been arrested and imprisoned for no apparent reason saw his face clearly for the first time.
He is tall and thin, but his frame is broad under the clothes. He has a slightly messy black semi-long hair, handsome and gentle eyebrows, fair and translucent skin, and a faint smile at the corner of his lips. He wears a
A short knife.
If it weren't for this time and place, the criminals in prison would be more willing to believe that this guy is the eldest son of a certain consul's mansion, or the most expensive duck king in Victoria or Colombia.
However, it was such a man who, with his almost god-like strength, shattered the outlook and fighting spirit of tens of thousands of people present.
Even Tallulah, who was the most invincible in the minds of the infected, was beaten into such a miserable state by this guy.
Even if you see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe.
All eyes were on him.
Han Baiyi, on the other hand, looked calm and calm as he walked slowly to Tallulah.
"You can't leave."
"You can't save them either."
"The only way out for you now is to be my dog."
"This is not a discussion of equal status, nor is it a question, but an order."
"Life or death."
"Tallulah, you included."
When Han Baiyi said this, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, only calmness.
"Then...ahem, even if I die, I will fight for them to the end."
Tallulah slowly got up from the ground, but her back couldn't stop hunching. If she didn't use the scabbard to lean on the ground, she might not even have the strength to squat down.
Seeing her firm belief, Han Baiyi couldn't help but want to laugh.
"What are you fighting for? Tallulah."
"Of course it's for the infected..."
"Apart from you, are there any infected people here?"
Han Baiyi's voice was light, but it fell on Tallulah's heart like a heavy hammer, causing her to widen her eyes and look directly at Han Baiyi with an expression of disbelief.
Unlike other infected people, Han Baiyi, who originally intended to conquer and integrate the movement, had planned many things before the Chernobog rebellion began.
Crushing Tallulah, the flag of faith that belongs exclusively to the infected, is also part of his plan.
Therefore, from the beginning, he had no intention of transforming the Source Stone energy for her.
Tallulah didn't even know that the infected compatriots in the golden tower had been transformed into normal people - because she was not inside, and she had not contacted any of her companions in the seconds before she was transferred to the crowd.
.
Han Baiyi's meaning is also very simple - he wants to completely separate Tallulah from the former infected in terms of identity and consciousness.
Han Baiyi wanted her to know how fragile an organization like the Integrated Movement, which was initially based on a shallow identity, was.
An infected person wants to lead a group of 'normal people' again under the banner of saving the infected people?
How ridiculous.
With a smile on his face, Han Baiyi stretched out his finger and pointed around casually, gesturing for her to take a look.
Following the position pointed by his finger, Tallulah's body trembled and she looked around.
Numbness, sadness, guilt, calm...
The different expressions of the 'sinners' were reflected in Tallulah's eyes. There was no sound at all, but it was like sledgehammers were hitting her heart one after another.
Silence is the sharpest bayonet.
People are always like this. When a choice between death and the possibility of living is put in front of them, it is not difficult to guess what this group of people who have lost their 'faith' will choose.
Fighting with Tallulah?
Why? Can you win?
If death is inevitable, why should I pay the price with my life to let others live?
I was an infected person a second ago, but now I finally got a chance to live again. Why should I die?
So, when Tallulah turned her head and looked at Han Baiyi again, her seemingly plain expression was indescribably complicated.
In the blink of an eye, she was alone.
Han Baiyi looked at her with a smile:
"So, what's your choice?"
"If I die, can you turn all the infected people into normal people?"
Tallulah answered the question incorrectly, with a trace of imperceptible stubbornness in her weak voice.
"cannot."
Han Baiyi's answer was crisp and clear.
"Not only can't it, if you die, I may even create more infected people, causing more people to fall into the kind of situation you have seen before, like pigs and dogs."
"You don't have the right to choose. The reason why I give you courtesy is just because of your strength and ability."
"I need you to do something for me."
After hearing these words, Tallulah lowered her head slightly, her face under the shadow suddenly became gloomy, even her heart beating became intense, and the sound of blood flowing in her veins was like a river bursting its banks.
"I see!"
As soon as the voice sounded, almost at the same time, a black crossbow shot out of the shadows suddenly appeared on Han Baiyi's left side.
On his right side, there is a small crystal hand covered with snow-white ice. The other parts are covered under the reflective translucent ice, and the frost star can be vaguely seen.
Tallulah raised her head suddenly, put her fingers on the hilt of the sword and swung the sword straight from the front. The sharp edge of the broken sword was wrapped with golden Origin Stone energy as hot as flames, and the sound of infected organs jumping around seemed to come out of the body. , the invisible sword energy tore apart the solid ground beneath his feet.
The three giants of the integrated movement simultaneously launched their strongest attack at this moment.
Han Baiyi was not surprised at all. His mental power always enveloped this vast area, and he could not even use the GM's authority.
But seeing that the 'peace negotiation' he had worked so hard to promote seemed to be impossible, he had no choice but to sigh slightly helplessly.
Maybe it was because he was a little inflated after becoming a GM - Han Baiyi thought that everything would go according to his own script for escape.
The result is still to use force.
Then, I heard two words coming out of his mouth.
[GM:Still]
The surrounding space and time first shook, and then there were faint ripples like a stone thrown into the lake.
The black crossbow arrow, which was as thick as a child's arm, was only three or four inches away from Han Baiyi's temple.
Faust, who was several hundred meters away, still maintained the posture at the moment of shooting.
Shuangxing, who had already suffered heavy injuries and held his last breath before launching a suicide attack, even his expression was frozen in mid-air, and he could vaguely see the little beads and jade that had been condensed into liquid by the cold air in his palms.
Tallulah still maintained her sword-waving posture.
Her shoulder-length hair fluttered with the wind and waves caused by the movement of her body, and blood could not stop oozing from the corners of her mouth.
However, at this moment, he couldn't move a finger.
The three people and their attacks, following the plain words, solidified in this small space like insect-shaped amber sinking into resin during the struggle.
Tallulah's movements remained unchanged, and only the pupils condensed into a slit spoke of indescribable shock.
Han Baiyi walked up to her, stretched out his hand, and gently moved close to her dust-stained white cheek, smoothing the messy long hair at her temples that covered her eyes, and then wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth, her tone of voice was still gentle and admonishing:
"You are an adult who needs to learn to take responsibility, Tallulah."
"When you know there are things you absolutely can't resist, you have to learn to lie down and enjoy them."
"Such as pain."
"Or...an unstoppable force."
At this moment, Talulah's eyes reflected Han Baiyi's eyebrows and everything that had fallen into stillness.
Somehow, after all her physiological activities came to a standstill, she suddenly felt relaxed.
It was as if a burden had been let go.
But it was also at this moment of stillness that a sudden realization came to her.
Weakness means suffering and sin.
In the end, she couldn't change anything except indulging in temporary madness.